The Avengers (Joss Whedon)
More like Dross Whedon. Jesus Christ what a piece of shit. But seriously I thought this was pretty good. I don't like it as much as Captain America, but clearly Whedon knows how to tell a joke, and the ones he drops throughout the big action sequences that abound in the third act keep it from becoming non-stop explodey punchy bangy crashy zoomy anus. Also, who knew, it turns out Mark Ruffalo can act, and Tom Hiddleston can make an impression, sort of. Tony Stark is as annoying as ever, and, oboy, Iron Mangina 3 is the next destination on the Odyssey (s)hit list, but it turns out he's pretty vital, a little too vital, even, to the team. Half the story seems to revolve around him doing cool shit while the rest of the team stands around punching Chimichangas. Okay, not everyone can fly, not everyone has an armament checklist to match Arsenal Gear, but still. And I guess I'm being a little unfair, since the action is more spread out across the board, although let's be honest, there's only so much you can do with a bow and arrows, and Iron Mandela is in your face with red and yellow danger colours at all times, so it's only natural that he would be a more prominent feature in retrospect than Black Body Warmer Guy or Bipedal American Flag.
It was admittedly neat seeing a lot of characters from different films brought together in a single feature, and Whedon manages to balance screen time well over all, without feeling like he's trying to juggle too many things. Not only that, he seems to have gotten the characters as they were in the other films, which gives The Avengers an air of authenticity, and a cohesion with the rest of the MCU that avoids making the film, as it easily could have been, a gimmicky monster mash type affair. It's a solid action movie helmed by someone who seems to care about the source material, and not in a "Zack Snyder cares about Watchmen" kind of way.
P.S.: Harry Dean Stanton always improves whatever he's in, even if it's just a cameo.